Metaphorical - about the uncertainties and inner fears of adolescence.Growing up, for some, feels difficult.

The butterfly ‘As a caterpillar I mustn’t have stuffed Myself enough’, the chrysalis said As I have no energy now to get out Of this trap around me and my head It simply formed, I couldn’t move But I need to get out and fly I wonder how long I’ve been asleep I’m hungry; I soon shall die’ ‘Why didn’t I eat enough? No one told me what came next If my mother butterfly really knew I think she would be vexed Her child, stuck, with no way Or energy to be free Oh, well, maybe the world Was never meant for me’ Then suddenly, it happened As if through a narrow door Out came a rather crumpled sight It had life; it would do more Gradually, basking in the sun Its wings opened, colours bright A beautiful butterfly was in view It had survived and won its fight Audrey Coatesworth From my next, as yet unpublished book - 'A different journey'.